Emperor Zun's body was slightly stiff, but he really did not move, and the protective barrier on his body disappeared slowly.
Rather snow Mo Leng ground looks at him, in the heart has a kind of unspeakable taste pan up.
Like moving, like warmth.
People like emperor Zun, who have been used to being high above, have lived for thousands of years without knowing how many intrigues and bloodbath they have experienced. People like him don't trust anyone easily.
Especially when he was seriously injured, his mind was obviously not clear, but he was able to get rid of the barrier with a few words from Xuemo, which showed that he still believed her in his subconscious. I believe she won't hurt him
This time is not a time of random thoughts, so Ning Xuemo stabilized his mind and immediately began to deal with the last wound.
Half an hour later, the branch was finally pulled out by her, and the length made her very surprised!
Nearly seven inches long!
Just insert it from the back. According to the length, it should have pierced his heart!
If a normal person gets this, it's probably dead already!
Fortunately, he is emperor Zun. Has he become an immortal? So for such a long time, I can still follow her for such a long time, and carry her to this dream castle
She looked at the end of the branch that was stabbed into the flesh. It had a sharp tip, a strange color, a faint purple color, even a light fluorescence.
What's the matter?
She knew that the branch was poisonous, so when she just pulled it out, she used a snow-white pad.
But this poison should not have much effect on emperor Zun, because she did not find any abnormality when she took the two just now, and the blood color on his body was normal.
Why is the color of the last tip so strange?
Ning Xuemo was not at ease. He smelled the tip of the branch close to the nose. There was a kind of sweet smell like medicine flowered into her nose.
God! This smell! Good smell!
This fragrance Ning Xuemo has never smelled. She has never smelled such a good smell in her life!
There seems to be a little hand out of the fragrance, holding her stomach hard, and an unspeakable taste rises from her field. There seems to be a hungry child jumping and shouting, making her saliva flow in a flash. I wish I could chew all the blood stained sticks in my hand!
Suddenly, she could not help but bring the branch close to her lips.
"Well..." Suddenly the emperor, who was lying on his face, gave a light chant.
This is not a big sound, but like a thunderclap on the top of Ning Xuemo's head, let her almost lose her mind and instantly wake up!
She shook her hand, like a scorpion stung, and threw aside the branch she almost licked.
Strange! Why did she want to suck the blood on it?! She's not a vampire!
That's a damn thing!
Ning Xuemo is busy looking at Xiang dizun. He is still lying on his back. There are traces of blood emerging from the wound on the top of his back
Damn it!
I just ordered a few fingers to stop his blood flow, and then I was attracted by the strange blood on the branch. I haven't dealt with the wound yet.
She couldn't help but look at the wound again. There was nothing abnormal at the wound. The blood flowed out was normal bright red, not purple, and there was no fluorescence.